Transformed Into a Female Schoolmaster

  --------The perspective of an ordinary boy----------

  I have already said that my name is Qiu Yang, and I am a very ordinary senior high school student. Probably what I am best at is to figure out the head teacher’s movements. .

  Our classroom is on the second floor, and one of the administrative buildings diagonally opposite is the head teacher’s office.

  If I want to escape one night, I have to step on it first. At this time, I have to check if the lights in the teacher’s office are on.

  If the light in his office is off, it means he is not there. But this only means that he is not here now, not necessarily that he will not come in a while. Of course, if the light is on, he may not be there. Maybe he is watching TV with tea at home. Therefore, I have to find out the work and rest time of the head teacher, know which night he will go to make up the students, and find out which night he is going to pick up his children and cannot come.

  I got the information I wanted through many ways. Therefore, his life pattern determines my work and rest time.

  But I have to admit that skipping class is a kind of indulgence and addictive. The feeling of wanting freedom is sometimes difficult for me to control.

Speaking of freedom, I can’t help but think of the personal issue "Freedom" of my current deskmate Wu Di. Of course, I have not bought this photo book and essay collection of her, but at that time I liked reading novels. I borrowed the "Freedom" from my roommate's collection.

  I admit that when I saw those beautiful portraits of Wu Di at a certain moment, I was deeply attracted. But I know better that this kind of attraction has nothing to do with love. I think that as long as it is a man, it should be attracted to such a beautiful girl.

  But I know that Wu Di is too far away from me, so far away that he has no sense of reality.

I actually like the "Caprice Record" on "Freedom". The fresh and elegant prose makes people feel very relaxed when reading it, as if they are really communicating with the author. No wonder so many people like Wu Di. Boys will buy a treasure and store it.

  Of course I didn’t buy it. Because I don’t have the habit of buying magazines. I often wait until my classmates finish reading those magazines for the first time, and then ask them to borrow them to read them slowly, and then return them at the end, or simply not want those classmates. Of course I kept it. So far, relying on such a "rub magazine". I have collected a lot of magazines.

  Then again, given my family circumstances, it is impossible to afford that sum of magazine expenses. I have already spent a lot of money on reading articles, but fortunately, the price of articles is very cheap.

But because I like "Slam Dunk" very much, I bought a hardcover version. Every time I feel that I will be excited by the positive energy inside, and then I will devote myself to learning... But it always makes me like that. Disappointed.

  I just understood that the protagonist has the ability to stimulate power.

  I’m not the protagonist, and I’m not even a supporting role. Me, I’m the hero of this cold world.

  I know that after Wu Di returned to China, the second issue of "Freedom" was finally released, which obviously recorded her exchange career in the United States.

I saw that the boys in the class, after buying this very expensive magazine without hesitation, often like to read it within Wu Di’s line of sight. I know what they want to say, it’s nothing more than—Wu Di Classmates, I am your loyal supporter, please take a look at me more and pay more attention to me.

  It's like a humble dog... I remember a rumor said that Wu Di would not remember any boy's name. It was really ruthless.

  But I am not qualified to say anything, because I am in front of the girl I like, so why not? Like a negative dog wagging and begging for mercy, maybe I'm wagging its tail so hard that the other party won't pay attention.

I was once obsessed with Net City campus novels. The protagonist was just like me. Then because he ignored a beautiful girl, the girl hated him, and finally turned from hate to love... I really want to say, Worthy of being the protagonist, I have never been confronted by a beautiful girl, let alone ignore others.

Later, when I borrowed such a magazine "Freedom" with a nearly perfect packaging and paper quality, I realized that it did not contain records of Wu Di's life in American schools, but rather records of various scenic spots she visited in the United States. Of course, her personal portrait is so beautiful that there is no sense of reality.

  She is alone, more beautiful than all the scenery.

  Of course, I think if she takes her underwear photo, it will be very real... and even I will do something unlimited with her photos. It's a pity that so far, she has followed a super pure route.

Don’t think I’m nasty, this is actually the essential idea of ​​every boy, but what I have to say is that I might have a spring dream about Wu Di or a super beautiful girl, celebrity, beautiful teacher, flight attendant like Wu Di, Then I couldn't hold back for a while and obeyed the original sex... But when I dreamed of the Wang Lijia whom I had a crush on, I would never have such a sex.

I remember that I dreamed of walking with her on the road without a destination in the three and a half hours of the wind every Sunday and afternoon, but I felt my heartfelt happiness. When the dream wakes up, I will still have a kind Feeling lost.

  Wu Di’s grades have fallen so much, perhaps because of being burdened by this kind of commercial activity, I think so...

  Until I found out that I had become the opponent's tablemate, how wrong I was.

  Before I said that Wu Di would never remember any boy’s name. This is a tangible gossip that I heard from nowhere...

   "Um... Qiu Yang, can you lend me transparent glue?" Wu Di, with black straight long hair casually draped over his shoulders, turned to his side, folded his hands together, and said to me with a charming smile on his face.

  I found that I almost became the target of the whole class of boys at this moment. I was about to be killed by the various gazes of the boys. Sakuragi Flower Road, come and learn this kind of gaze killing method!

  Why ask me, your fat girl is at the same table...well, that guy is also the most slanderous slander behind you.

I lowered my head, and it was easy to smell the scent of the other person who was exuding like empty valley orchids. I silently passed the transparent glue over and did not dare to look at it. I was afraid that I would be given a polite and reserved smile by the other person. Conquer... Don't underestimate my dedication to Wang Lijia!

  But, who said Wu Di can’t remember the boy’s name? Even the name of a student like me can be remembered, and it turns out that sometimes the rumors are really outrageous.

  When Wu Di took the transparent glue, I touched her fingertips, soft and warm.

  I think if I were one of her loyal canine fans, I would definitely lick and bite when I went back, as if this had become her pair of fibrous hands.

  Unfortunately I am not.

  It’s really tormenting. When is the senior year of the senior year?

  I want to skip class again.

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